The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 9

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 9

Chapter 2 Branches in the Coffin Mystiltein (5)

The largest museum in the Central Continent, ‘Lemuse’.

It is truly a space that is like a culmination of the past, where you can experience everything from works of art such as art sculptures to ancient weapons and culture at a glance.

Quinier visited the Lemuse Museum here for both his hobby and his studies.

Looking at high-quality works of art can help you develop an eye for measuring the value of items.

However, today Queenie was a little concerned about the other side, so she smiled vaguely.

“That means you don’t have to come.”

“No, no, it’s fun, it’s fun, really, really.”

Anne, who was next to me, answered like an answering machine. As I watched him add each and every word, it seemed like his soul was starting to drain from his answers.

“Why did a kid who wasn’t interested in this kind of thing follow me?”

“My dad bought a painting a while ago, but it turned out to be a fake. So I guess I sold it out to my friends. After that, he suddenly came to me and said, ‘Daughter, you shouldn’t let something like this happen.’ They say you should study some art while doing it. “There are a lot of incidents like that these days or something.”

“You are a good person.”

“…Well, I was in need of something like that too, so I guess there’s no reason for me not to do it since it’s my dad’s request. “Do you want to find out?”

Anne said, twisting her hair. Queenie chuckled at that sight.

…But if you don’t like art, you won’t be able to develop an eye for it. Because discernment in art is the sense of feeling ‘beautiful’.

Queenie debated whether to say that or not, but ultimately swallowed it in silence. If you look at it like this, your eyes might open again.

“…oh.”

While walking, Quinier stopped in front of a painting.

It was the image of a woman praying. However, it was not a church or cathedral. She was praying in the middle of the golden spread. The woman was smiling, and her face was bright and sunny, not solemn or serious.

All of the elements were harmonious without being similar to each other, and they were both heterogeneous and grand at the same time.

It’s awesome. Queenie was embarrassed, fearing that she may have said those words inadvertently.

“Quie quinie look over there.”

“Yeah, I’m watching. “When you reach this level, I will recognize you.”

“No, no, not in the picture, but next to you!”

Hearing Anne’s barely audible whisper, Queenie slightly pulled her eyebrows together and looked to the side.

Looking to the side, Queenie was indeed more embarrassed than before.

Next to him was Frontier.

In a place other than Constell, there is a frontier in a museum, a frontier in front of a work of art.

Nothing made any sense, so Queenie just froze.

Like Quinier earlier, Frondier didn’t seem to notice that Quinier was next to him. Those eyes were focused only on the picture.

There was no sentiment on Frondier’s face. It was the drowsy face I always saw. If I looked at it a little differently, it seemed like I was observing a painting.

I don’t know if Frontier had an eye for art, but it was definitely not normal for him to stay on one piece for this long. Queenie’s interest was piqued by that.

Yes, Frontier knew that Mystiltein was fake. You might even have some skill in art.

What are your impressions of this painting?

“…Amazing”

Frondier’s mouth opened softly. The sighs that came out together seemed to disprove the admiration for the painting.

“It’s a fake.”

It was a brief impression.

Frondier said that and walked away.

It was a simple step like any other.

“…?”

Quinier saw Frondier passing by her.

After watching it over and over again, I thought,

“Wait a minute! Wait! hey! Wait! at there! Hey!”

I walked towards Frontier with great strides. The honorary and pyeongdae protruded arbitrarily.

“Oh, Senior Queenie. See you here.”

Frontier greeted. Queenie flinched for a moment at that usual appearance. For now, I decided to accept the greeting.

“Oh yes yes. What’s going on with Frontier? “It didn’t look like I would come to a place like this.”

“Well, I came to look at artifacts rather than art, and the path was heading that way.”

“A relic?”

“Something like your weapons or armor.”

Quinier finally understood what Frontier said.

Frontier recognized Mystiltein as a fake. He was an otaku who was interested in old things!

But now there were more important issues.

“Frondier, by the way, what did you mean by what you just said?”

“yes? “What did I say?”

“You saw that picture and called it a ‘fake!’ clearly! “I heard it clearly!”

Queenie pointed to the picture. As he pointed, he looked at it one more time.

Looking at it again, it was an outstanding painting. It wouldn’t be surprising if it was ranked among the halls of fame, let alone a counterfeit.

“Ah yes. “It was like that.”

Frondier responded.

And it was extremely plain.

No, he has a habit of calling everything fake, including Mystiltain.

“Do you know where this is? This is the Lemuse Museum! The best museum in Central Continent! “It’s not normal to find counterfeits in a place like this!”

After hearing those words, Frondier touched the corners of his mouth. He looked like he was thinking about something.

“…That means Senior Quinier should have filed a formal complaint against me for letting the counterfeit into the museum…”

“That’s not true!”

What is it, boy?

Do you ever even think that you are wrong?

“If you say that there are fakes at the Lemuse Museum, it just won’t end!”

“Whether it is the Les Museus Museum or the Louvre Museum, a fake is just a fake.”

Frondier said.

His tone was as if he was saying something very obvious.

That in itself is natural.

But where is the Louvre Museum?

“That’s a fake?”

“yes. “Fake.”

“really? You don’t regret saying that? really?”

“really. really. “It’s 100% fake.”

Quinier looked at the picture again.

…As expected, it is a great picture no matter how you look at it.

It is said that Frondier’s standards within her have been raised a bit due to the Mystiltein incident, but she

still has more confidence in her own eyes.

“…Then do you want to bet?”

“A bet?”

“yes. A bet to decide whether the picture is real or fake. If Frontier wins, Viet Trading Company will send it to the Roach family for the price shown in that picture. If I win, the opposite will happen. how is it?”

“How are you going to check if it’s real?”

“I will buy it. “That picture.”

Anne, who was quietly sitting next to him, said, ‘Hey!’ And instead, he surprised me.

Quinier looked at Frondier with a confident expression.

In fact, she had been thinking about purchasing something ever since she came to the Lemuse Museum. That picture is enough to satisfy her eyes.

…There was a time when I got angry because I heard that a painting like that was fake.

“If you cancel now, it’ll be like nothing happened.”

“Good.”

Frondier said.

Queenie was even more dumbfounded and blinked her eyes with her mouth open.

But Frontier said something even more absurd.

“But instead of giving it to the Roach family, can you send it to me personally? “Cash or something.”

“You’re very diverse, aren’t you?”

* * *

Viet Trading Company is currently enjoying the highest stock price.

However, that is an assessment that has recently changed, and the Viet Company of the past, before passing through Quinier’s hands, had lost the shine of its brilliant heyday.

At the time, everyone thought that Viet Corporation could not recover. That was actually true.

Looking at the trend of Viet Trading Company, it was impossible to return it to its heyday.

So Quinier completely destroyed it and started over.

He eliminated all unprofitable business relationships, fired people, and cut off all connections with nobles he had been friends with for a long time.

After removing all the bubbles that had formed in the Chamber of Commerce, the deficit was resolved. The problem is that the number of enemies has also increased.

Viet has done a lot of business with other companies and families. Among them, there were many who would also perish if the Viet family collapsed.

But Queenie cut it without hesitation. Things like ‘time’ and ‘time’ that had been transacting for a long time were not taken into consideration. Naturally, the enemies were bound to increase.

That’s how the nickname ‘Little Devil Queenie’ was given.

Afterwards, Viet grew proudly. And as the Viet Company grew, all the families cut by Quinier went down the road.

As a result, the public’s opinion of Quinier, who had called her reckless, changed completely.

‘Ruthless, yet with a creepy eye. ‘The eye for seeing people and the evaluation of their abilities are comparable to foresight.’

The family that Quinier did not cut off or that she reached out to first grows. If Quinier cuts it off, the family will fall.

After this situation was repeated, the families that were trying to take down Quinier actually got angry.

The fact that Quinier quit was proof that it wasn’t worth it. Naturally, their popularity dropped and they were labeled as an incapable family.

Queenie has a ghost-like eye for discerning people.

Although its ability is comparable to foresight, it is of course not foresight.

Therefore, it is impossible to read all incidents that occur unexpectedly.

Such an obvious fact really bothered Queenie today.

“So they all got mixed up?”

“After it arrived, it was already like this.”

“So they got mixed up?”

In response to Queenie’s interrogation, the butler kept his mouth shut and was embarrassed.

Queenie sighed.

“Let’s go first. “You should see how messed up it is.”

Like that, Queenie came out to the front of the mansion, led by her butler.

In front of the mansion, all the luggage had already been taken out and the servants were busy sorting the items.

“…oh my god.”

The front of the mansion was truly a mess.

Quinier clearly saw items that had no record of being purchased at the store.

“Recently, counterfeit product fraud has become popular. In particular, it is said that the main target is places that purchase goods in large quantities, such as our company. They bring similar vehicles, force the drivers out, and exchange similar items from the luggage of both vehicles. “I heard that they have prepared counterfeit products that are difficult to distinguish from expensive items.”

“The fact that counterfeit products were prepared in advance means that our store knew in advance what was purchased.”

“yes. “It appears that there was someone stealing records from galleries and museums.”

Haha, Queenie sighed.

Only then did I remember Anne’s words about her father being scammed by counterfeit goods.

Although it would be too harsh to expect this situation based on that one word.

Still, Viet Trading Company was in a better situation. Because the crime scene was discovered.

The problem is that the scammers were in the middle of switching cars for a while, so the luggage got mixed up in both vehicles.

Both vehicles were brought in and sorted here.

“…But what are you doing over there?”

While there were employees and servants working hard to sort items, people were gathered in one place on the other side.

“Oh, I hired some appraisers. “We found counterfeit products that were quite similar to the ones we purchased.”

“Hmm.”

Quinier walked to where they were gathered out of curiosity. I was wondering how similar the counterfeit products would be.

however.

“Oh wait, no way. No way, this.”

What was in front of Quinier were two pictures. A painting she purchased at Lemuse. It was a picture of a girl praying.

‘It doesn’t make sense…’

The two pictures look exactly the same. Only the girl’s expression was different. One was smiling and the other was expressionless. What Quinier bought was clearly a painting of a smiling girl.

“Are those feelings over?”

“Ah, Queenie. sorry. It was very difficult, but the emotions were over. The picture was so good that I was distracted without realizing it. Haha.”

The appraiser smiled sheepishly.

The feeling is over. Queenie swallowed. Which one is real?

Quinier looked at both pictures again. In her eyes, the one smiling seemed more real. The act of prayer and the girl’s smile. The incongruity was even more beautiful.

“So which one is real? “Which one has more artistic value?”

“Well, those two answers are different.”

“yes?”

The appraiser pointed to a picture of a smiling girl.

“This is where the artistic value is high. We were all impressed as soon as we saw it. Not only the girl’s expression, but also the use of color and the care put into the undertones all accurately portrayed the beauty of this unfamiliar combination. Above all, we borrowed the coloring method used in the real product, but raised the level to a more sophisticated level. “Most people won’t be able to tell the difference from the real thing.”

After saying that, the appraiser pointed to a picture of an expressionless girl.

“The real one is here. This is also an excellent painting. However, the method is a bit old-fashioned, and most of all, the girl’s expression is disappointing. “At first, we thought this was a counterfeit product.”

“But how do you know it’s genuine…?”

“Luckily, there was someone among us who knew about this piece.”

Another appraiser came out.

“Alain Buchon’s work ‘The Girl’s Prayer’. Both the author and his work are very minor, and the author has been dead for a long time. Very few people probably know. The scammers who were trying to replace the product with a counterfeit product ended up bringing the real product with them. “It was probably being sold cheaply at some gallery.”

A fake that has a higher artistic value than the real thing.

Is that why Frontier was described as a ‘great counterfeit’?

…No then.

“Then is there any way for the average person to tell this is real?”

“It must be difficult. Even museums put fakes on display thinking they were the real thing. “To be able to tell the real from the fake in a work like this, you would either have to be really lucky and have seen the real thing in a time when these imitations did not exist, or you would have to be able to go through almost all the paintings on the continent.”

Queenie blinked a few times at those words. He seemed to be thinking about something and then blurted it out.

“You must have been lucky, right?”

“yes?”

“So, you were lucky, right? There is no other way to explain it.”

He was trying hard to appeal a story that the appraisers would not understand.